INTIMATE

Someone made a perforation in her morning sky,

Water in profusion poured down from her eye,

Causing devastating flood of sorrow in her isle,

Rippled her routine, her bearings of the day.

Shadow of Unbearable and irrepressible pain,

Was evident on her evergreen, workaholic kisser,

And the intensity of the blows to her heart,

Was audible from her shivering tone.

Her self-respect was hurt by an authoritative voice,

That tried to impose restrictions on her hobbies,

Which she was neither prepared nor afford,

To compromise at the cost of her emotions.

Me being her intimate, rose to her aid,

With my sunbeams of affectionate words,

 Soaked all the upsetting flows of her surface,

And made her shine and happy again.